Under bitter fall of night and soft stop of steps, I am left a reflection of my past. Future is made up of the mistakes we have made, and memories are cornered by our own definitions. Reality is what we make of it. It is our own personal show, and we are the soul director. The only question is, how do you want to be remembered? Will your story
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...I still need to finish that picture, don't I?
~nudges your icon~
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Aye.. it would be nice to finish it.. as I need to finish what I owe you. *nuzzles softly*
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~nuzzles~
I shall try to do so for you...I am so sorry I never finished it, so far.
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*ear folds, returns the nuzzle weakly*
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